What? Are you guys some super lab modified spiders or something?

Huffing, one of the arachnids ceased their pursuit of another human and turned to face the trapped one (FearlessLeader19). "HOW RUDE!" she retorted, her pincers clicking together rapidly in an agitated state. "How RUDE to assume that I am anything but natural!"

This one was gonna die. Right now.

Out of the ridiculous number of spells being thrown by the humans, one or two managed to hit the spider as she descended upon the boy. Blasting off a few of her front legs and sending the hair black body crashing into the wall, web was not the worst thing that now covered the boy. What remained of her continued to screech and claw at the air, pincers snapping violently with rage.

The one chasing the small human (griffin) was limber enough to avoid most of the spells thrown its way, but soon fire was licking at its abdomen. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!" it sneered, being pushed back just slightly by the following spell. Leaping up the stairs, it followed rapidly after her while it still could.

Legs still flailing and web spewing every which direction, the acromantula let out a loud shriek when the book smacked it right between 4 of its eyes. More enraged than before, it began aiming its web towards one of the walls hoping to use that to its advantage of getting back on its feet. And THAT one (Felixir) would be next.

Movements slowing as the flames consumed it, the acromantula could not avoid the spells that came from its target (VRSCIKA). Pincers just barely managing to take a bite out of her leg, there was a sickening SPLAT noise as the acromantula was no more.

Still gleefully running after its whole turkey, the smallest (and youngest) of the invasion managed to get its pincers back around its prize. "I GOT IT AGAIN I GOT IT AGAIN! HUMAN FLESHIE DIDN'T ESCAPE ME!" he declared, bouncing in place to show off its prize to its siblings. Only as it turned it saw one of its brothers blow up at the hand of a human. "THANATOG!" it cried, discarding the turkey and waving its legs in despair.

Aletag was blasted back by one of the spells cast (one by Symphora) and fell to the ground, all 8 of its legs sticking out to its sides as it lay there on the ground motionless. The whole turkey, meanwhile, was discarded nearby.

Victory may have seemed near for the humans...were it not for an ominous clicking sound echoed from through the space. One could have almost mistaken it for a sudden downpour...if it were not for the screeching battle cries that soon followed.

Reinforcements had arrived and their numbers were enough to make the timid wet their trousers.